Category: Socio-political writings

2nd of April 4th, 1984…

From the religious thinkers who associated this intelligently complex Universe with a "believed in" entity capable of it, through Francis Crick to Ridley Scott, mankind seem to have been left with with a sense of some desperate need to reverse engineer this "miracle called life", back to something more plausible than an accident; something their … Continue reading 2nd of April 4th, 1984…

1st of April the 4th, 1984… -on defiant hopelessness-

"To hang on from day to day and from week to week, spinning out a present that had no future..." G. Orwell No one knows where, or when it starts, as no instance can be recollected neither of space nor time, of that flash moment of realising truth, the truth... At first it's like a … Continue reading 1st of April the 4th, 1984… -on defiant hopelessness-

Democracy’s twerking corridors of power (2)…

[NOTE: Please click "Like" only AFTER reading!] As I was writing this essay, "We the people..." came to my searching mind. Looking it up where available, I understood history's tireless farce in producing written proofs of power's insatiable appetite for justifying its own mischievous ends, when at the end of the above, after a peacock's … Continue reading Democracy’s twerking corridors of power (2)…

Democracy’s twerking corridors of power (1)…

[NOTE: Please click "Like" only AFTER reading!] "The term originates from the Greek δημοκρατία (dēmokratía) "rule of the people", which was coined from (dêmos) "people" and (kratos) "power" or "rule" in the 5th century BCE to denote the political systems then existing in Greek city-states, notably Athens; the term is an antonym to ριστοκρατία (aristocratie) … Continue reading Democracy’s twerking corridors of power (1)…

Gene(me)sis…

In the beginning, men watched the horizons, and ploughed the earth. And the earth was without form, and scattered with rocks; and darkness was upon their face, and in their hearts, deep... And the spirits of men moved upon the heart of the matter, and men said, “Let there be gods”, and there were gods... … Continue reading Gene(me)sis…

Castro vs. Guevara…

It was hard to decide a nominal primacy in the title; as hard as any attempt to do "justice" in times when simple concepts as "justice" have long lost their original meaning, if at any moment of their history, any... In the end, I left it to my musical ear to decide, and it looks … Continue reading Castro vs. Guevara…

“Guard your heart, above all…”

or Orwell's 1984, revisited... "Who controls the past, controls the future... ...who controls the present, controls the past." George Orwell It's never been easy to return... Anywhere... Especially to places echoing unwanted memories, long gone past times stubbornly alive and well enough to torn -always nearly- healed wounds. Then comes the bleeding, the tears, and … Continue reading “Guard your heart, above all…”

Social poem 1

They're all gone now. Swallowed down by windy pipes gone by... Some hairy brushes sinking low below Those every seconds left untouched. Where's time now mum? Where is it m'am? So fond of words, so fond... Label me life; label me as you would label toes... Dead, cold, as the reminder of an unpaid day … Continue reading Social poem 1